Geet kept staring at him impassively while his eyes searched hers desperately hoping and wishing to see the truth she was denying him. Her protests had died as she sunk into the oasis of her past, as she felt his protective hold reminding her of her 'once upon a time... her fairytale... her dream... wasn't this the refuge where she was supposed to belong? Wasn't this the sanctuary where she was supposed to be staying till the end of time? How much had she pinned for this warmth... how much had she wanted to hide herself in him... how much had she wished for him to engulf her to himself, drift her away from the rest of the world... but alas what she faced had been the biting cold of brutal calamities that had ripped her soul. These same arms too had shunned her... had refused to bring her in then... and today when he was finally here... he was finally asking her to share her pains with him... the reason and impact were lost on her. Instead of rejoicing her heart took a skeptical beat... she didn't believe him... she didn't want to... she couldn't... And so she lowered her eyes, shut them tight and said, "There's nothing to be told. Not anymore"

Something tugged hard and jagged inside him. Whether it was the fact that she was closing on him or the fact that for the first time he saw a worn out woman in Geet, he didn't know, but something just seemed to have snapped the harmony of his spirit. Maan looked at her closely with his arm still wrapped around her waist. Having her so close, giving in to the battle within him, Vicky's narration of facts brought his love for her to the fore making him vulnerable to his own desires and yearnings. Gently, he cupped her face and urged her to look at him but her eyes remained shut. Involuntarily, she found herself losing in the warmth of his love. He moved his index finger to tug the lose strand of her hair behind her ear and then puckered his brow as his thumb softly moved over her eyes, tracing the dark circles that now cascaded those enchanting pair of hazels. There was no denying she felt thinner and frail in his arms. Dazed, he then moved to touch her dry lips. While she hissed at the contact, his urge to once more mark his claim on it consumed all his rational thoughts and momentarily he lost the sense of his surroundings. Could he be blamed for it? A man ensnared in darkness was seeing light… was seeing hope… and was being drawn towards it. But the moment his lips brushed hers, her eyes snapped open and she pushed him hard as she covered her mouth and looked at him shocked as she mumbled, "This is wrong! You have no right!"

He stumbled back not only with the impact of the push but also her words. Her words pierced his heart like countless needles bringing him back to the actuality. Trying to regain his balance, he at once conceded his hurt behind his anger. His eyes spitting fire, he once again held her by her shoulders, careful enough to not hurt her ailing arm. Back to the realism, Geet now fought back to get his hands off her. "Jaane dijiye mujhe Maan. Please" she said maintaining her struggle. "Jaane doon? Kyun? Kyun Geet" He asked her hoarsely raising his voice just a bit. Geet looked at him aghast, "Mujhe jaana hai" she whimpered testing his patience. "Nahi! Tum achchi tarah jaanti ho ki Maan Singh Khurana never repeats his mistakes." He snarled as he roughly held her jaws and forcibly turned her face to look him in the eye. "Maan!" she objected but he ignored her. "I realize I made a mistake by listening to you, believing you when you asked me to leave that damned place! When I should have clearly hauled you along whether you would have liked it or not" he said through gritted teeth. She yelped as she tried to remove his hand. He then hit the nail, "Why didn't you tell me about Uncle and Aunty?" he asked her. Geet gaped at him as her eyes got teary. He closed his eyes at the hurt that he saw emancipating through her eyes and calmed himself a bit before he softly asked, "Bolo Geet! Tell me!" however she turned away from him and shook her head refusing to open up. His jaws tightened again as he held her arm and in one swift move he turned her to face him once again as he now demanded, "Dammit Geet! Speak up!". Geet flinched and pursed her lips as his face turned dark and he urgently asked, "What were you telling Vicky? Who was he? Kya hua tha Hoshairpur main Geet?" his intense eyes blazed with immense rage and hate.

Soon after Geet left leaving Adi and Pinky behind, Maan too excused himself and had proceeded to meet her, to confront her. He stopped at the foot of her cabin door, when he heard her speaking about Anu. Like Vicky, even he couldn't comprehend about how her truth would affect Anu and then was taken aback by her sudden outburst. But then she had stopped herself in time and now... now he was left in a lurch. He was now sure that his fears were not baseless. He needed answers now! He needed names! Who was that Man! He just needed a cue from her... truth to reaffirm what his heart had been telling him for so long... he needed her to once tell him that she had not betrayed him and then there would be no stopping him. He was not going to spare those who had taken his Geet from him. Damn that marriage if it had been forced upon her! He would get her back and no one would be able to stop him then.

Geet was horrified beyond words with the realization that he had heard what she had unwillingly blurted out. Why was this happening now? Especially now when she had come to terms with his cold self and when all she wanted to do was get away. "Whom were you talking about?" he shook her hard "What did he do?" he demanded. Not able to take it anymore, she looked in his eyes, hurt and pain reflecting from her own, as she said, "You have no right to ask me anything Mr. Maan Singh Khurana" Maan's fingers dug in her shoulders, "Geet!" he roared. Just as she was about to say something, her eyes grew wide as her vision caught attention of something behing his shoulders. "Bhabhi!" she mumbled. Maan let go off her shoulders and turned behind slowly to find stunned Pinky standing by the end of the corridor. She looked at Maan and then at Geet before finally walking upto them. A little jittery, Geet began to explain, "Bhabhi woh actually..." But Pinky put her hand up asking her to stop before she quietly held her hand and started pulling her along. "Pinky!" Maan began but Pinky turned to him and calmly said, "Sir, Yeh humara personal matter hai. I would appreciate if you stayed out of it."

Maan was flabbergasted at the rigidity in Pinky's voice. Of what he had seen of her, Pinky was a soft-spoken, sensitive and an affable person. But today as she ushered Geet away, he felt uneasy, at a loss and threatened by her. She was fortifying her. He punched his fist into the wall. "I told you it won't be easy Veerji" Vicky's voice cut through the corridor. Maan glared at him. "Mujhe kyun ghoor rahe ho? You didn't think about the repercussions when you were busy showering your contempt on her" Vicky taunted him irking him further, "Shut up Vicky!" he warned him. "That really won't help your case. Besides, didn't I tell you Adi and Pinky keep a close watch on her?" Vicky added popping some nuts into his mouth. "Great! I hope along with it they would be doing some serious work too! Especially Pinky!" he said irritated. Vicky choked on the grains as he looked at him skeptically, "Veerji, don't you think your anger has done enough damage already?" he asked. However, Maan dismissed his remark and stomped off. Vicky looked upwards and gave a thumbs up as he said, "Great going! Oh my Great good Lord, Gusse pe discount offer chal raha tha ya kisi aur ingredient ki shortage thi that you stuffed my Veerji with what was readily accessible?" he said making a face when he heard a roar, "VICKY!". He immediately held his hand to his heart as a reflex and looking up again said, "Unko angry young man banaya toh at least you could have spared us humans around him with a stronger heart na!" with that he hurried to follow his Veerji's trail.

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Pinky escorted Geet to her cabin as she kept her eyes in front and greeted the passers-by with a bubbly smile. However, Geet was jumpy. She wasn't sure what Pinky had seen and what she was going to make of the entire situation. And what if she told Adi about it. No! That would definitely not ease her worries instead would only escalate it. As soon as they reached her cabin, Pinky turned to her and held her hand, "Geet we need to speak" Geet faltered, "bhabhi woh..." Pinky however, squeezed her hand in assurance and smiled at her warmly, "Yahan nahi Geet. Shaam ko ghar pe baat karenge. Now get to your work". Geet gave her a little nod as the two left turned towards their respective destinations.

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Arjun was intensely watching and grazing his index finger on Geet's picture as he remembered her. His thoughts drifted back in time when he saw her in Anu's birthday party. He closed his eyes and put the picture close to his heart as he memorized the petite figure in white... those perfect curves... those luscious lips... those enchanting eyes... the feel of her smooth skin when he had shook her hand... the feel of her soft skin and that sinful aroma that had stimulated his senses to the heights of insanity when he had almost had her under him in Hoshiarpur if only Brij's father, Suri had not thrown him out of her room. His hands were itching to hold her back. Just then he felt a pair of hands over his eyes. He held them as he whispered, "I knew you would come to me" and in the next go he pulled the bearer of the small hands ahead to fall on his lap. It was then that he came face to face with Anu who was sweetly smiling and looking at him mischievously. Shocked, he asked, "tum?" Anu made a cute face, "Toh aur tum kisse expect kar rahe the?" His eyes grew dark as he wrapped his arm around her waist, "You really want to know?" A little taken aback at his tone, Anu nodded her head. He smirked and than started laughing putting his faade back. Frowning and taking his demeanor as an act to scare her she started pounding her little fist on his chest and just as her hands collided against his chest she stopped as she noticed the photograph against his chest. She frowned and was about to pick it up when he held her hand, she looked at him confused and asked, "Kiski photograph hai?" He held the picture, looked at it and said, "Sorry sweetheart lekin tumhari nahi hai"

Anu looked at him in disbelief and then he turned the picture for her to see. Anu's breath caught in her throat by the implication of what it meant. She looked at the picture of her best friend and than at her fianc. Arjun laughed at her expressions and then taking it from her hand placed it on the near-by table. Anu was staggered and wary at the sudden change of his expressions and then mustering up some courage she asked, "What are you doing with Geet's pic?" Arjun pulled her close but she resisted. Knowing well how to pacify her, he gave her one of those charming smiles which he knew would instantly melt her. And he was right, for Anu did calm and then tracing his finger over the side of her face, he said "Socha tha tumhe humari engagement pe surprise doonga. I have called a detective to look for her. They needed the picture." Anu's face lit with a bright smile as she excitedly went close and hugged him tight, "Oh Arjun! I love you so much" Arjun hugged her back as he smirked, mocking her innocence and her trust on him. She drew back as she looked at him and held her hand, "Thank you so much Arjun, but this is needless." She winked at him. A knowing shadow passed in his eyes. "You know where she is" he said rather than asked as he felt his desire building. "She'll be there for our engagement" Anu chirped in. "You told her?" his voice barely contained his thrill. Anu grinned ear-to-ear, "Pretty soon". Before he could ask anything more they heard someone at the door. Anu instantly pulled herself from his lap and his mom walked in.

"Humme pata tha ki aap Arjun se milkar baaki sab bhool hi jayengi. Isiliye hum khud hi aap ko bulane chale aaye. Arjun, I need you down too. The jewelers are here. Chaliye Anu..." saying she hurled Anu along with her. Arjun clutched the side of the recliner hard and then regaining some composure, picked up his phone and dialed a number.

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"I'm not going to leave him. Woh jo bhi hoga, jahan bhi hoga main usse nahi chodunga. He'll have to pay the price of his doings" Maan spat venomously pacing back and forth in his cabin as Vicky sat on the couch and followed his Veerji through his eyes. "Veerji you need to calm down" he finally said. Maan shot him an incredulous glance, "Calm Down? You expect me to calm down? After knowing everything you think I can calm down?" he asked disbelievingly and than rubbed his temple as he began to think aloud, "Why did they go to Hoshairpur with her exams round the corner? Geet ne mujhse itni bade baat chupayi kyun? Jab woh Hoshairpur main thi toh kyun mujhse kaha ki woh Delhi laut aayi hai? And what about her outburst a while ago... Aur Uncle, Aunty ki death car crash main hui thi toh why was she blaming herself for their death? Nothing makes sense out here. Nothing!" he turned back to Vicky to see if he had any heed to this obscurity. Vicky shook his head in comprehension, "Nahi Veerji. I have no clue on all this. But do you have any clue whom she was getting married to?" he asked trying to fit in the puzzle. Maan's hands balled into fists as he said, "No!" Said that they both fell silent thinking over and over of the missing links and parts of the jig-saw puzzle that would complete the picture.

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"Is that why he had been so rude all this while?" Pinky asked incredulously as she sat facing Geet on her bed gently holding her hand all the while. Geet's lowered lashes were enough an answer for Pinky to understand. She was angry... really angry at Maan for putting Geet through all of this. Pinky and Geet had always shared a great bond and this bond had only strengthened with time. She adored her completely. When Geet came to Mumbai, Pinky did all that she could to make Geet comfortable. She wanted Geet to return to her old self. It was she who had suggested for Geet to work at the hotel but when she observed Maan's indifferent behavior, she felt guilty. The girl had enough scars on her to last for a lifetime and anyone adding to her woes was certainly not appreciated. So when Geet gave her an account of her's and Maan's relationship in Delhi and how she had asked him to leave in Hoshiarpur, Pinky had not only been stunned in the beginning but then was also quick to join the dots. She now knew the reason behind his outburst and anger on her. "Honestly, Itna sab humari aankhon ke saamne ho raha tha aur humme kuch pata hi nahi. Didn't you ever tell him the wedding didn't take place?" she asked. Geet shook her head and slowly said, "I wanted to but unho ne kabhi meri baat suni hi nahi" Pinky shook her head, "And without giving you a chance to explain he kept blaming you?" Geet kept a hand over Pinky's as she quickly said, "Bhabhi, I myself had asked him to leave" Pinky glared at her, "For his good! I don't believe this, you are still defending him!" she said accusingly. Geet shook her head again but Pinky brought her hand forward asking her to stop, "Don't lie to me. If I wouldn't have been a spectator to the treatment he had meted out to you I may have believed it. But not now! And there goes his talks about professionalism" Pinky scoffed. "Bhabhi please" Geet urged her to stop for she may fight with him herself... ignore him... avoid him... but listening to someone condemning him felt blasphemous. Pinky sighed in resignation. "Fine... I'm not saying anything against him... Why didn't you tell us? You didn't really have to put up with all this" Pinky heatedly said.

"Nahi Bhabhi, I didn't want you or Veerji to know anything about Maan and me. I didn't want to jeopardize your careers" Geet urged her. "And you don't have to worry about that. Anyways I doubt if after knowing all this Adi would be happy to continue with the hotel" Pinky opined. "No Bhabhi, please. I have anyways resigned toh phir kya farak padta hai. Please don't tell this to Masi or Veerji" Geet requested her. Pinky protested but Geet's incessant pleas forced her to give in and she promised to keep things from Adi, i.e., only if things didn't deteriorate any further. Geet nodded in acceptance and Pinky's expressions softened as she placed her hand on Geet's cheek and now softly said "you still love him" It was a statement that Geet could neither deny nor accept so she simply said, "Bhabhi, It doesn't matter" Pinky nodded in understanding as she quietly left her room.

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Maan played the events that followed after he left for New York again and again in his mind desperately looking for some cue... some hint. But nothing struck him. All he remembered were her hurtful words. His thoughts then drifted to after he had seen her here in Mumbai. And yet nothing peculiar came to his mind except that one incident, when he had seen her with that man at the coffee shop near the hotel and that conversation she had been lost in. She had lied to Adi then. 'Kaun ho sakta hai?' The thought kept grinding his mind. He replayed her outburst and wondered how her secret would hurt Anu. Only she had the answers to satisfy all his queries and yet she was the one who was shutting him out. He needed to get her to speak, speak before he lost his head. Thinking about her the whole night, he had not realized when he fell asleep on the couch itself. As the morning rays hit his room, the chirping birds brought back his wakefulness and reminded him of the night before. In an instant he was on his toes. He would not let her escape today!

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Geet, who had hardly slept in the anticipation of what this day had in store for her jumped up from her bed right when the sunrays hit the horizon. She was restless, scared, nervous and edgy. She was meeting that man today. What information did he have? What would he tell her? Who was he? What if he decided to back-off? All sorts of doubts were feeding on her rational thoughts. And if that wasn't enough what had transpired in the hotel yesterday was making her all the more jittery. She knew now Pinky would have her eyes on her all the time. What if Adi found out? How would he react? And then what about Maan? She would be a fool if she believed that he was going to let this off now. She knew he would be persistent and restless... truth be told... she had been on her guard every time she heard the shrill voice of the doorbell. Every time she had feared it to be him. What would she then tell to Adi and Pammi? She had been happy that she had been so occupied and running from here and there all the time leaving him no opportunity to find her by herself at the hotel yesterday. She had felt his eyes on her time and again and every time she would make an excuse and leave. But how long would she be able to dodge him? And why was he being persistent now? Why couldn't he just leave her alone? Geet shut her eyes and shook her head to organize her thoughts. It was going to be a long day!

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Naintara stomped in her room completely agitated and was soon followed by Dev who shut the door to the room and turned to her, "Yeh sab kya hai Naintara? Everyone is busy with the preparations aur tum maa aur dadi ma ki help karna toh door ulta sabko baatein suna kar aa rahi ho?" he admonished her. She turned to him in anger, "Hum ne galat kya kaha? Anu ko saari Delhi chod ke East Villas hi mila engagement ke liye? She just wants to show us down! And what is wrong with you? Did you forget aapke Vade Veerji ne kis tarha humari absence ka fayda utha ke hotel ko apne haath main liya tha?" she asked bitterly. "It wasn't his fault! If he wouldn't have done it toh aaj hotel Khuranas ki management ke haath main nahi hota!" he spat. "You are such a spineless loser Dev!" she hissed. "NAINTARA!" he yelled at her. "Don't you dare yell at me! Aap main self-respect naam ki cheez nahi hogi magar hum main hai. I'm not going back to that place where people are just going to mock at us. To hell with Anu's engagement!" she said seething. "ENOUGH! (Removing his glasses) Till date you have decided everything about us and I have indulged you all the time. Not anymore! Listen and listen carefully (wagging his index finger at her) this is not about you or me... this is about my Anu! I might not be as aggressive as Veerji but remember one thing... I'm still a Khurana... and if you dare... dare try to mess up with my sister's happiness... then I won't spare you! I WILL NOT SPARE YOU! Get that straight aur Mumbai jaane ki taiyari shuru karo" saying Dev stomped out of the room leaving a stunned Naintara behind.

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"Kya baat hai? Aaj tum dono bohut chup ho?" Adi teased Geet and Pinky as he drove towards the hotel. Since Geet had told her everything, Pinky had had a hard time digesting the facts. She used to be scared of her boss but now she was angry at him and wary of Geet being in his proximity. The tension lingered and Geet could sense it and so she too remained quiet. Pinky sighed, "Kuch nahi Adi. Tumhari behan aaj ki conference ko leke nervous hai" she said making up for she knew if none of them replied Adi will at once sense something wrong. Adi chuckled, "Bachchi is main nervous hone ki kya baat hai? I know my Geet will give her best and that's all that matters" Adi said looking at her through the rearview mirror and gave her an assuring smile. Geet smiled back and gave a small nod. And that was all that was spoken before they reached the hotel. As Adi's car was taken into the valet parking, they went inside and before leaving to begun his day Adi once again turned to Geet, "Don't worry bachchi. Agar koi mushkil hogi toh I'm sure Sasha will help you otherwise just buzz me or Pinky" Geet smiled back and Adi left giving a small smile to Pinky. Pinky held Geet's hand and ushered her in a corner, "Dekh Geet... I haven't told Adi anything yet. But promise me if anything goes wrong... You are informing me immediately". Geet squeezed Pinky's hand and the two headed to their respective places.

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The hotel staff was running around in a blur. Too many last minute preparations were to be taken care off. "I need the conference room ready by sharp 5 in the evening. Refreshments would be placed by 6 and remember koi bhi galati nahi honi chahiye." Sasha sternly instructed the staff. Sasha was on her toes. Though the project was supposed to be handled by Geet, Sasha was not only guiding her but assisting her completely in the task. It was one opportunity to rectify the blunders made by Dev and Naintara and make East Villas once again a preferred name in the business circle. It was time for the serious damage repair! Besides, she didn't want Geet to face MK's wrath again and so she was double checking all the arrangements Geet had done. As everyone left, Sasha whispered to herself, "I'm so gonna miss you Geet!" and sighed. Just then she felt something being showered on her. She frowned and took her hand to her hair to find silver and pink colored confetti and just then it showered again as she heard, "Geet ko baad main karna miss... abhi toh de do mujhe ek kiss!" followed by the next sprinkle of the confetti. Plastering a grin on her face, she turned to face a widely smiling Vicky holding a small confetti box in his hand. And there he sprinkled a few more, now on her face. She shut her eyes as she tried to maintain her cool and Vicky leaned in to steal a kiss but Sasha held him back. She grinned artificially, "That was so not funny" Vicky made a cute puppy face, "Not fair ek toh main tumhari help karne aaya hoon aur tum mujhe taunt kar rahi ho?" Sasha cupped his jaw, "Help? Is it? How? By showering this confetti over the delegates! How innovative!" she said batting her lashes. He leaned in once again but she glared at him this time, "Vicky seriously! We are here worried about the conference and you are upto your silly frolics." She said now a little annoyed as she tried to remove the confetti from her hair. "Kyun nikal rahi ho? It's looking nice on you. Who knows... you might end up making a statement" he said showering a few more trying hard to muffle the snicker. She squinted her eyes at him, "Style statement??" she shushed and snatching the box from him inverted the whole of it over his head. His amusement died while she began laughing for he looked no less than a classified piece of modern art owing to the confetti that was now falling from his hair and his incredulous facial expressions. He looked at her, placed his hands on his waist and narrowed his eyes... knowing well what was about to come, Sasha turned on her heels and ran while Vicky chased her through the corridors.

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Geet was walking over to review the arrangements at the venue when she saw him. She momentarily stopped in her tracks but then drawing a deep breath she continued to walk. He strode towards her. "Good Morning Sir" she wished him curtly, clearly marking their professional boundaries. "Geet please!" he said as he matched his steps with her. "What please sir?" she asked unresponsively. Not wanting to argue with her anymore, he ignored her implied message and said, "We need to talk!" Though she knew what he meant, she refused to acknowledge it and said, "Sure sir... I'm almost done with the checklist. We have both continental and Indian in menu with assorted deserts and cocktails. Flowers would be in place two hours before the conference begins. We have arranged for a seating accommodation for over 100 delegates. I hope this should suffice" she completed in a pure professional way. He glared at her and then grabbed her arm as he pulled her behind the huge pillar shielding them from everyone's view. "Sir! Please!" she struggled. "Stop it, will you?" he jeered. "It's you who need to stop manhandling me here. You are wasting both of our time" she retorted back. "Geet!" he took a step toward her while he grabbed her upper arm and she yelped. Accidently he had ended up hurting her this time. At once his anger was replaced by his concern as he stepped back. She drew a deep breath and said, "You don't have to worry about me! This is not the first time you have hurt me anyways! And I'm quite used to this pain now" Maan's face contorted with pain as it reflected the hurt in her eyes. He knew what she was referring too. He turned away from her as he began, "Geet... I know I have been inconsiderate all this while... I just want to say I'm sorry... I didn't know..." however as soon as he turned back he trailed off as he realized she had already left.

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The day passed by in a jiffy. With Geet taking care of all the arrangements, she was continuously surrounded by people. Maan, though kept a close eye on her, didn't really get a chance to get her alone. Pinky was on her guard all the time. Time and again she came to check on her and once when she saw Maan, she looked at him with such annoyance that feigning unconcerned, he quickly strode away.

Arrangements were done. Guest list was in place. Delegates would start coming in soon. As the caterers were setting up the refreshments, Maan and Vicky glanced through the set-up and were immensely impressed by the work. "Hmm, Veerji, ek baat toh hai... Geet is really very talented" Vicky commented as he popped in a mint from the table. Maan simply nodded in agreement. Who better than he would know that? He smiled as he remembered the days when she had joined the group as a trainee. Her tantrums, her antics, her silly banter... all that had once induced life in his otherwise dull and boring existence. Just then Vicky exclaimed, "Wow!" Maan turned his head to see that same ensnaring beauty making her way into the lobby. She was wearing a deep blue crisp chudidar with her duppata thrown around her neck in her trademark style. Ever since they had met in Mumbai, this was the first time he had seen her letting her hair loose. A pair of studs in her ears, some kohl in her eyes and finally a tinge of gloss completed her look but none the less, she looked ravishing. Simple yet elegant. She smiled at Vicky but as soon as her eyes met his, she turned her gaze away. Soon Sasha followed.

As the clock struck 6, the delegates started coming in. Geet was continuously fidgeting with her duppata and her eyes kept drifting towards the door as she checked the watch every five seconds. Though he was exchanging pleasantries with the senior officials he kept looking at her from the corner of his eyes. It wasn't hard to guess that something was bothering her and she was edgy. And then he saw her shoulders droop as she sighed in relief. He found her looking around and then hastening towards the entrance. His eyes followed her vision but from where he stood he couldn't see the object of her concentration. He saw her nervously smiling and then talking to someone. She looked tensed. He excused himself and moved through the crowd to get a better view not once letting his eyes drift away from her. And then he saw... he saw the same man he had seen her within the coffee shop and froze as his muscles clenched.

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